Love against regulations

Chapter four-

Harris-

I watch as he gets the Octopus positioned on his chest and see a nervous smile appear on his face. I don't know why but I feel like I really want to get to know him.... As a friend obviously. I'm straight I couldn't be into him..... Or I could be. I don't know yet! The artist places the needle in place and gets to work on his chest. He looks madly in pain so I drop my hand to his and pick it up in mine. He smiles and holds it tight riding the pain train until they finish his tattoo. I sit down to get another of my own on my chest. I've decided on getting a matching smaller octopus to symbolize our friendship in a way. I ride the pain out without a hand hold because I'm a big boy who's gone through it before. He smiles seeing my tattoo when it's finished and I take him to the bar next door. He's still 19 so he can legally drink but here at the army base they quite literally don't give a shit. I pass him over a beer and take a sip of my own. "So may I ask why the navy?" he pauses and smiles slightly thinking about something before saying "I've always loved the sea.. And the other branches wouldn't like that I'm not exactly straight." I almost choke on my beer. He isn't straight....? Maybe that's why I'm feeling what I'm feeling.. Maybe its just his gayness passing off to me... i smile appreciatively "hey i support you man! And so would the army to be honest... We just need people." I smile and he gets shoved in closer to me by a passing group of guys. It's all navy here tonight attempting to get free drinks while here. I let my arms keep him from falling as he stares up at me blushing obviously scared about being this close. "How did you know you were gay...?" I spit out without realizing it. He smirks "well I simply always knew even my first kiss was a dude in elementary school" he giggled one of the cutest things I've ever heard. I chug my whole thing of beer and wave the bartender over for another which is brought to me right away

Timeskip-

I'm painfully drunk. He's lying down with me taking care of me. I hear a soft snoring and realize that he had fallen asleep. I try to remember that I Have a hard day of work in the morning. I drift off

Timeskip-

I wake up with arms wrapped around me...Trystan's arms are wrapped gently around me and he's warm... I feel sick from the amount I drank. But I stand up and pull into my work uniform.. I brush my hair over with my hands and pull on my work boots ready to go.. Surprisingly this isn't the only hangover I've had to work through.. After my breakup it was about every day I went to work hungover from the same tavern. I've been stationed here the whole time not bothering to leave until I'm forced to.. Trystans is still in bed and I shake him awake. He peers up and pulls out of bed pulling on a similar pair of work clothes. His patch says U.S NAVY instead of U.S ARMY like mine. He laces up his boots and silently goes outside into the bright sun. The golden rays hit his skin perfectly and I smiled while taking out my phone to snap a photo of him.. Might post it to my socials... haven't done that in a hot minute... The last thing I did there was delete that me and my ex were ever a thing.. I had photos of her packed to go to basic with me but threw them away when i got here. I need to stop thinking about her.. I'm tired of it. I post the photo over to my page and smile tapping trystan on the shoulder to show him. He smiles "Holy shit that's a good shot of me.." he's practically lighting the world with his smile guiding me out of my dark thoughts of my ex...

I think I might like him....